Amy is two years old today. She is my blue-eyed, curly-haired, unexpected blessing. She came in my life after I thought I was finished having children. I also thought I was going to spend the rest of my life as a single parent, but that’s a story for our anniversary. Amy is a joyful child. She is also a very strong-willed little person who knows what she wants and insists on getting it. She has taken on the mandatory 2-y-o temper tantrums with a vengeance whenever she gets frustrated. She is very aware of herself and that self knows that clothing is not a part of her body but an intrusion on her freedom. We worried about how she would feel with so many older siblings but she loves them and claims them as hers. She wants to play with the ‘big kids’ and for the most part, they let her. She is not a half or step anything to them. We are all family. Doug and I would rather live in a tent and eat wild berries than be away from our children. I am the luckiest wife and mother in the world.